paroles de chanson Pinky Ring - Statik Selektah feat. Prodigy
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Statik,
uh
NYC
the
borough,
Queens
super
lean
Cut
the
fat,
lame
niggas
get
the
fuck
away
from
me
I'm
a
five
borough,
keep
it
thorough,
gutter
MC
White
ball,
puerto
rock,
black
all
fuck
with
me
Get
your
brain
right,
you
versus
me,
we're
not
the
same
type
Money
over
dumb
shit,
champagne,
give
me
a
light
Shoot
the
shit,
smoke
a
spliff
with
your
bwoy
I
don't
play
that
game
you
be
playing
with
them
boys
I'm
a
grown-ass
man,
hit
the
mag
at
your
liver
Then
smoke
a
couple
bags
for
the
fact
you
got
hit
up
Ride
around
bumping
Kendrick
Lamar,
the
homies
Looking
for
a
great
time,
never
mind
ya'll
police-ass
niggas
I
keep
my
circle
tight
like
a
pinky
ring
Niggas
want
my
life
cause
I
get
major
bank
The
3-5
get
'em,
sic
'em
Fido,
bark
bark
No
sunshine
I
put
'em
where
it's
dark
Lights
out
bitches,
my
Guiness
Stout
niggas
Rain
on
your
Budweiser
bullshit,
my
crew
get
Hard
like
rock
wilders,
you
know
my
style
by
now
Your
bitch
know
she
respect
my
dick
Young
alien
told
me
"P,
get
these
niggas
then"
Statik
threw
the
beat
on,
I
keep
keeping
on
Call
me
crazy
as
long
as
you
call
me
like
bab
say
Brooklyn,
Queens,
the
Bronx,
Harlem,
matinee
Early,
niggas
dozing
on
Long
Isl'
niggas
Staten
Isl'
niggas
force
us
to
pull
triggas
I
ain't
even
really
on
it
like
that,
until
you
try
me
Never
sleep
on
a
nigga,
quiet
the
irony
I
bang
on
you
so
loud
I
put
you
with
the
crickets
I
put
you
up
under
the
dirt,
who
is
you
kidding?
This
is
violence
in
its
purest
form,
catch
a
body
rap
Baby
I
will
body
that,
pussy
cat
Scream
at
your
friendly
neighborhood
bandana
P,
mami
I
give
you
extended
play,
he
short
you,
but
not
me
I
take
you
to
another
realm
you
ain't
never
been
This
that
private
stock
that
dope
like
the
heroin

1 East Coast
2 21 & Over
3 Make Believe
4 Pinky Ring
5 Bring Em Up Dead
6 Gz, Pimps, Hustlers
7 Love & War
8 100 Stacks
9 Live From the Era
10 Home
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